Mortal Seeking Immortal

At this moment, a cold light flashed in the shadow's eyes, and a terrifying aura was released from it: "Human cultivator, you still want to sneak attack me?!"

Ye Zhou's heart tightened, thinking that he was exposed. Just as he was about to make a move, the shadow got ahead of him and raised the second arm on the left side. A palm-sized bronze mirror in his hand was aimed at several people. A yellow light was released from the bronze mirror, covering Ye Zhou and others.

The moment he was covered by this yellow light, Ye Zhou suddenly felt that his spiritual power stopped running. His body seemed to be imprisoned and he couldn't even move.

Ye Zhou's heart sank.

The shadow moved and came to the front of the cultivator surnamed Feng. He looked at the cultivator surnamed Feng with a fierce look in his eyes. He raised his arm and a green light shot out. The right palm of the cultivator surnamed Feng was broken at the wrist. Blood gushed out from the broken part. The green light captured the right palm of the cultivator surnamed Feng and fell back into the shadow's hand.

The shadow moved his fingers, and the broken palm of the monk surnamed Feng opened, revealing a fiery red gem the size of an egg. A terrifying aura was released from the gem, and the temperature around it gradually rose.

The shadow looked at the gem with a hint of fear in his eyes, and the hand holding the gem began to smoke.

The shadow quickly made hand gestures with both hands, and a stream of green light was released from its hands, shooting towards the fiery red gem. In just a moment, the fiery red gem was completely wrapped in the green light, and the fiery red gem became silent again, and the terrifying aura released from the bead also disappeared.

Seeing that the trump card was taken into the arms of the shadow, the monk surnamed Feng showed a hint of despair in his eyes.

After what happened just now, the shadow's few patiences had been exhausted. In order to prevent any more accidents, it no longer held back, and its four arms moved together to grab the dantian of the four people closest to it.

As a large amount of spiritual power and vitality were sucked away, the faces of the two sword cultivators, the Feng cultivator, and the green-robed man became paler and paler. In an instant, even their souls entered the phantom's stomach, and the phantom's figure became much more solid.

The phantom's greedy eyes fell on Ye Zhou and Yun Yiyi and his wife. A powerful divine sense was released from its body. This divine sense kept exploring Ye Zhou and the other two, and finally stopped on Ye Zhou: "Boy, you seem to have practiced some powerful body-building techniques, but it's a pity that you are a human cultivator. It would be better if you were a demon."

The phantom frowned slightly, as if hesitating. After a moment, the phantom said: "Forget it, it's not easy to find a physical body. I don't know how much effort it will take to find the next physical body. Let's not use your physical body."

"Since you have contributed a physical body to me, I will consider letting you die more happily."

Ye Zhou looked at the phantom with cold eyes. This phantom actually wanted to occupy his physical body!

After the phantom finished speaking, its two arms moved together and sank into the dantian of Yun Yiyi and her husband. A trace of pain appeared on the faces of Yun Yiyi and her husband.

While the phantom was absorbing the vitality of Yun Yiyi and her husband, Ye Zhou was not idle either. He was trying to operate the exercises and at the same time activating the Demon God Body Forging Technique in his body, trying to regain control of his body.

But no matter how Ye Zhou activated it, he failed to start the Demon God Body Forging Technique.

In the blink of an eye, the phantom absorbed the vitality of Yun Yiyi and her husband.

At this point, all the monks who came here with Ye Zhou died, and the phantom's greedy eyes fell on Ye Zhou.

Ye Zhou's heart sank, and at this time the phantom stretched out a big hand, reached out to him, and grabbed Ye Zhou into the stone chamber behind him.

The phantom threw Ye Zhou into a corner of the stone chamber, took out the bronze mirror, controlled Ye Zhou's movements, and then turned around and began to draw on the ground with confidence, and from time to time took out some rare materials and placed them on the ground, which looked like he was setting up an array.

Ye Zhou glanced at the formation set up by the phantom. Although he couldn't see what kind of formation the phantom was setting up, it seemed that he would not be killed in a short time.

Ye Zhou was relieved immediately. As long as the phantom didn't kill him immediately, there was still hope of survival.

At this time, a faint voice suddenly sounded in Ye Zhou's mind: "Master."

Ye Zhou was delighted. It was the Demon Eye!

Ye Zhou glanced at the direction of the phantom expressionlessly. Seeing that the phantom was concentrating on setting up the formation at this moment, he didn't notice the movement on his side. It seemed that the phantom was very confident in its bronze mirror and expected that Ye Zhou could not break free from the shackles of the bronze mirror.

In order to avoid attracting the attention of the phantom, Ye Zhou quickly retracted his gaze and said in his heart: "Do you have any plan to escape?"

The Demon Eye had been silent in his body for a long time, and now it suddenly spoke, it seemed that he had a countermeasure.

The demon eye said, "Master, I think this demon soul had reached the Nascent Soul Realm before his death, but because he lost his body and was sealed here for who knows how many years, he can barely exert the strength of the late Jindan Realm."

"However, because the demon soul has no body to protect it and is in the state of soul, it has many weaknesses. If you can find its weaknesses, you can easily defeat it."

After hearing this, Ye Zhou glanced at the phantom not far away, frowning slightly, wondering what its weakness was.

At this time, Ye Zhou's mind flashed, and he suddenly remembered the fiery red gem that the Feng monk had just taken out. The gem seemed to be a magic weapon of some kind of fire attribute. The moment the gem appeared, the phantom seemed to be very afraid of the power of the gem, and even changed his previous attitude of watching them struggling with interest, and turned to kill all the Feng monks.

With the strength of the phantom in the late Jindan Realm, how could he be afraid of an ordinary Jindan magic weapon? Or is it that what the phantom really fears is not the Jindan magic weapon, but fire?

Ye Zhou recalled that when the orb fell into the hands of the phantom, the high temperature it emitted could actually hurt the phantom, and Ye Zhou became more certain of his guess.

If the phantom was really afraid of fire, then the black demon fire in his body would definitely give the phantom an unexpected surprise, but the prerequisite was that he had to get rid of the shackles of the bronze mirror above his head.

Ye Zhou said to the Demon Eye again: "Do you have a way to help me get rid of the shackles of this bronze mirror?"

The Demon Eye said: "Master, this bronze mirror cuts off the connection between you and the technique. Once the technique in your body starts to work, you can instantly get rid of the shackles of the bronze mirror and regain control of your body."

"As for the method to activate the technique, I do know one, but..."

The Demon Eye was silent for a moment, as if hesitating, and finally continued as if he had made up his mind: "If I guess correctly, the body-building technique that you practiced should be the technique of my demon clan."

"I have a way to forcefully activate this body-building technique and make it start working, but this method will consume a lot of my soul power. After using this method, if I can't get soul nourishment, I will fall into a deep sleep until I die."